Pictures Fade Poem by Melissa Blackmon Bella

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When I look at the
pictures of us, I can remember.
I remember what I felt, how
we felt together.
When I look at the pictures
I can feel.
I feel the happiness
that was close at hand.
I feel the joy
that will never
come again.
As I look
at the pictures
I do not doubt, that
what we thought was real
was indeed real at the time.
As life goes on, the feelings
in our hearts and the
thoughts of our minds
fade, just as
pictures
do.